Lanhuadis 34 (bug catching)

Ning Ren: “…”

It’s really called White Crow.

But aren't you a Yanling Yigua (divination) practitioner? Why are you involved with fortune-telling? The two are very different, okay?

As for Bai Ya, Ning Ren was still young at that time. Apart from that ordinary conversation, he did not have a deep impression of Bai Ya. However, Asulin respected Bai Ya very much.

But even so, he still had a sense of sudden realization.

The initial excitement gradually faded away, and Ning Ren said: "This uncle..."

Bai Ya raised his eyelids and said, "Call me by my name, uncle is too old."

Ning Renxin said that decades later, you still want me to call you grandpa. It would be a waste not to take advantage of this opportunity. He said, "White Crow."

White Crow: "Does it count?"

Kamimi's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.

Why is Xiaoqi suddenly so interested in this guy?

He finally understood why Second Brother always had a sour face and kept asking about Xiao Qi's situation whenever Xiao Qi came to Fourth Brother's place. The environment around Fourth Brother's place was indeed not very good.

Jia Mimi: "It's been quite a while since we've been out, Xiao Qi, it's time to go."

Ning Ren: "Sixth brother~ wait a moment."

Carmi: "...Just for a little while."

Ning Ren pulled him to sit down: "How do we calculate it?"

Bai Ya looked at Ning Ren and said, "You don't look like a blind man."

Ning Ren: "I can sense the things around me."

"Oh, mental power?"

Bai Ya said to himself, "Okay, stretch out your left hand, let me see it."

Ning Ren didn't explain, but opened his palm and handed it to him, feeling very curious.

When he was reading ancient books, he read about fortune-telling and the power of words, and was very curious about these two abilities. However, no matter which one, anyone who practiced it to the end would have to pay a price. According to existing records, no one could live to a ripe old age in peace.

After all, it was the sponsor who treated him to a drink.

Bai Ya barely opened his swollen eyes and asked, "What's that?"

Ning Ren: "What can it count as?"

Bai Ya: "Well... I'm not very experienced, I can only calculate a person's destiny, past, future, present, it's all fine, you tell me."

Someone nearby put down their bowl after hearing this and sneered, "He's obviously a liar, little brother. Don't let your kindness fool you. This guy's been in the tavern for days, either drinking or sleeping. Where have you seen him tell anyone's fortune?"

"That's right, you're bragging so much, you can't just calculate my fate? With that little bit of meat you have, the backlash won't even be enough for you to eat!"

"I'm dying of laughter. This foreigner is so interesting..."

Ning Ren was thinking.

Is his situation like this, with the past in the City of Chaos, his future?

Soon, he shook off this idea. A Ren of the City of Chaos and Erigalan of Lanhuadis were two different individuals shaped by different environments, and naturally had different destinies.

He said, "The future."

Ning Ren paused for a second, then hesitantly added, "In the next... five... no, within ten years."

Gamimi held his chin and looked at them with a bored expression, but his attention was always tense, fearing that this strange young man from another tribe would do something bad to Ning Ren.

After looking at Ning Ren's left hand, Bai Ya picked out one of the strange stones.

He threw the stone, and it landed on the table and kept spinning, with a mysterious blue light flashing on the surface of the stone.

The moment it stopped spinning, the stone suddenly broke into two, one half silently turned into ashes, and the other half stopped steadily.

Bai Ya's pupils trembled slightly, and he scratched his head, "This..."

Ning Ren: "What does this mean?"

"This is the first time I've seen something like this," Bai Ya said lazily after taking a few sips of wine. "You can simply understand it as, what I just calculated for you is whether you will live or die in the next ten years."

This is the simplest prediction and judgment. It does not involve anything else, and will not harm the life span and health of the person making the prediction. Bai Ya just uses the simplest stone to make a casual calculation.

"When the stone is free from obstruction, it is life; when the stone dissipates, it is death."

Carmi: "What does it mean to give half and keep half?"

Bai Ya yawned: "Half dead and half alive."

Ning Ren fell into deep thought.

He had tried countless times in the past six years to remind his brothers and sisters to prepare for the arrival of the Sky Crack, but no matter what means he used, he was ultimately unable to implement it successfully.

The [Fork in the Road of Destiny] bound to him in his backpack didn't react at all. He thought he'd bought a fake, and if the assistant in the livestream hadn't repeatedly assured him it wasn't fake, he would have wanted a refund.

Maybe the time is not right.

But Ning Ren sometimes couldn't help but bite his fingers out of anxiety.

Counting the days every day waiting for disaster to strike, and not being able to tell anyone about the feeling, the mental stress is getting heavier day by day.

Could the half life and half death that Bai Ya mentioned be related to [Fork in the Road of Fate]?

He was thinking about his own things and didn't notice that his sixth brother's expression and temperament had completely changed.

Bai Ya's careless words touched Kamimi's sore spot.

Or the Achilles' heel of their entire family.

Ning Ren was brought back from the brink of death with all their blood and sweat, and was carefully raised bit by bit according to the manual that Grandma Laura constantly updated.

Recording height and weight, writing growth diaries, taking turns to care for the child...the effort they put in is no less than that of ordinary parents.

Ning Ren had fallen ill many times in the past six years. Mild illnesses were fine, but for anything a little more serious, his brothers and sisters would receive the next 'critical illness notice', and then take turns listening to Grandma Laura or the doctor giving them psychological counseling, such as 'The little prince is already weak', 'Be prepared for premature death', and 'We will do our best'.

For all these reasons, over the past six years, no one wants to have anything ominous to do with Ning Ren.

What if Xiao Qi is cursed? !

What's more, it's the word "death" that they least want to hear.

Jamimi's expression changed from a heartless, round-eyed puppy to a cold-faced wolfhound.

He narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Bai Ya's hand tightly, with such force that it almost crushed his bones.

"You're a foreign liar. If you want a reward, fine. You can say a few auspicious words, but you absolutely shouldn't have said anything you shouldn't have said."

The white crow didn't care, as if he didn't feel any pain, and just lay down on the spot.

"You're still angry when I tell you the truth. You can kill me or chop me up as you please."

"Sixth brother, Sixth brother, let go, Sixth brother."

Ning Ren had a headache and whispered in Jia Mimi's ear: "Brother, if you don't let go, I will tell Fourth Brother to hand you over to Second Brother!"

Jia Mimi let go in a second, "Tsk, just let go, I still think it's dirty."

"Brother is helping you, but you picked it up, huh."

Ning Ren said to Bai Ya, "Are you okay?"

The white crow sang with a humming sound in his nasal cavity: "Pain can awaken my numb body, but it cannot awaken my numb soul. I am the legendary waste and garbage..."

"……", Ning Ren had a hallucination of the Gyuto bird for a moment.

He sometimes thought that birds had something in common in their madness.

Fortunately, he is not a bird, he just has wings.

Ning Ren said thankfully, "Do you want to go home with me?"

The white crow stopped humming, and after a while, he was overjoyed: "Wow, after living for so long, I finally met a purebred good person? A rare breed."

Ning Ren said with a stern face: "I just think we have a good chemistry."

White Crow: “…”

Gamimi: “…”

Ning Ren: "Well, what I mean is, I feel like you're pretty good at fortune-telling."

[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Ah Zai really hasn't forgotten Bai Ya.]

[Seeing that we're compatible, why don't you touch your eye patch first? (Sigh)]

[We all understand, it’s just that Zizi’s behavior is weird in the eyes of others, hahahahaha]

[(Saints Descend.jpg)(Holy Light Shines.gif)]

How did Bai Ya end up in such a mess decades ago? (No mockery intended) Yeah, it feels a bit dirty and messy. Should I mention that his spiritual power is quite powerful? What did he mean when he said the cub was half alive, half dead?

[Zizi should have a chance to change the ending of history. Maybe Bai Ya won't have to die in the future.]

[Pfft. Sixth Brother’s face looks really ugly, hahahahaha]

[Huh? Isn't it blind? How can you sense it?]

Bai Ya finished his music, staggered away with the wine jug in his hand, and waved his hand: "What a pity, we are not destined to be together."

Ning Ren: "Bai Ya, where do you live?"

The white crow's figure flashed and disappeared.

Someone nearby answered, "Little brother, he comes here to drink every day. If you still want to see him, just come here and wait every night."

Jia Mimi was confused: "Xiao Qi, why do you care so much about a stranger from another tribe? He even cursed you."

Ning Ren: "Intuition? I think he is, um... very good. We are destined to be together, and he is not a bad person."

Carmi put her hands on her hips and said, "He cursed you, and you still say he is a good man."

Ning Ren: "What if what he said is true? I still have half a chance in my life."

Carmi: “Uh.”

He paused and scratched his head. "Xiao Qi, you're acting weird today. You never used to worry about these things."

"Sixth brother, isn't it all written in those legends you read?" Ning Ren pretended to be profound, "Masters often hide in the marketplace."

Jia Mimi was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands suddenly: "Yes!"

He turned his head and said, "Wait, I'll catch him for you!"

Ning Ren held him back: "...Sixth Brother, it's getting late, we should go back quickly."

Back at Xierting's residence, the meal had already been prepared.

Xierting cooks.

The room, which was originally unpopular, gradually had more daily necessities because Ning Ren came to stay for a few days from time to time.

He could survive by eating bread, but his younger brother was different. He would get stomach upset if he ate something difficult to digest. He was worried about hiring a chef, Xilting, so he was forced to learn good cooking skills.

Xierting brought out the dishes and glanced at Jiami: "What did you do when you went out?"

Carmi: "Just, strolling around."

Ning Ren sat down obediently and prepared to eat.

He had agreed with Sixth Brother not to mention Bai Ya's affairs, let alone what Bai Ya had said. Otherwise, given Fourth Brother's temper, Bai Ya would probably be doomed.

"Hmm? Really?"

Ning Ren: "Yeah."

Xierting paused and said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat."

The meal was very quiet. After the meal, Ning Ren was sent to take a nap while Jia Mimi went to write a letter of apology.

Xierting went out, locked the door, and went to the underground base of Kongchan.

He lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it. He just held it between his fingertips, and the scarlet light gave off a dangerous smell.

Sang Ting: "Boss, what's up?"

"How is the suppression of the riots in District 10 going?"

"Not quite. I still need your help."

"I see," Xierting said. "There's one more thing you should ask someone to check: what did my brother do on East Street just now, and who did he talk to?"

He had only asked casually, but the reactions of Jiami and Xiaoqi had made him suspicious. His two younger brothers were not very good at lying, and when they did, they couldn't help but look guilty.

So what happened in East Street that made them like this?

Sandin: "I understand."